Chapter 60 The General's Awakening: "My desire is for you, the one I've always wanted to marry..."
This statement is clearly incorrect.
But he couldn't tell the emperor that their fight wasn't because of Pei Jiu Niangzi, but because of you.
He couldn't correct His Majesty either; from childhood to adulthood, the only person he had ever truly cared about was you.
The words of explanation stuck in his throat, and his thoughts were endlessly jumbled up by that cry of "foal."
"Koma'er".
I haven't heard it in a long time. It's a nickname that only the closest people can call out to you.
Xie Qianli was simply overwhelmed, a surge of heat rising from within him.
He stammered, "There was a reason for this. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Ying Xi was incredibly clever.
I heard that he fought with Prince Yong, so I knew there was something going on behind the scenes.
"Now that Dang'er is in such a bad mood, few people would want to hit him after interacting with him."
Ying Xi said softly, "You are not guilty. Besides, the wine in the imperial meal I treated you to was a bit strong, no wonder you wanted to go to the red-light district to vent your frustrations."
He didn't know if it was because Ying Xi was unwell.
How could he detect a hint of disappointment in her words?
This made Xie Qianli feel guilty, and then alarm bells went off. It was true that he had visited the red-light district, and it was also true that he had thought about staying overnight there.
But the real truth is that he wanted to correct himself and was afraid of falling in love with the emperor, something he couldn't explain.
Xie Qianli remained silent.
After a long pause, Ying Xi, having received no reply, calmly continued, "It's normal for a boy to have his semen released around the age of fourteen or fifteen, and to think about such things occasionally before marriage. The Dragon Martial Army has strict military regulations, and the Xie family has even stricter rules. I understand, and I forgive you."
—Then you might as well punish me severely!
Xie Qianli was flustered and glanced at Ying Xi's hand, secretly hoping that he would slap him a few times.
That at least shows that he cares about this matter.
Ying Xi's words were frank, and Xie Qianli now had a better understanding of matters of love, especially after witnessing it firsthand. The thought that he could also make love with Ying Xi made him feel a sudden unease!
The images I shouldn't have seen reappeared in my mind.
Xie Qianli's deep tan skin flushed red.
He dared not look at the emperor's dragon robe again; his usually resolute gaze became very noticeable when it wavered.
This made Ying Xi even more certain of her guess.
No one could see the fleeting bitter smile on the emperor's face; perhaps even the emperor himself was unaware of it.
Yingxi sighed with even more composure, "Ju'er has grown up."
The tone was so natural, as if it were an idiom that, of course, one can have desires when one grows up, and of course, one will eventually get married.
Xie Qianli felt excruciating pain!
His beloved stood on the main road, without taking any shortcuts.
But Ying Xi's words provoked him so much that he almost blurted out: "My desire is for you, and you've always been the one I wanted to marry!"
The bright moon, which millions of people in the Qin Dynasty look up to, he wanted to protect Ying Xi.
I also wish to embrace the bright moon and let it shine upon him alone.
—This is what Xie Qianli wanted to do for the supreme ruler of the world.
However.
He dared not reveal anything.
...If I say it out loud, it will all be over.
Xie Qianli took a deep breath.
At this moment, Ying Xi began to cough violently again: "Cough, cough cough, cough..."
Such a reaction from the emperor should have attracted the attention of many servants, but Yu Jing and the others were slow to arrive, and the room remained silent.
Perhaps after discussing state affairs, the emperor came to handle private matters, and fearing that too many people would cause gossip, he expelled everyone in advance.
Xie Qianli got up and tried to touch Ying Xi, but Ying Xi waved her hand and said she didn't need to be served.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
It was already shameful enough for him to be seen in his sickly state; Ying Xi had always been ashamed of his excessively fragile constitution.
But the more he coughed, the more he couldn't breathe.
Illness was playing a cruel joke on him. At a critical juncture for the nation's destiny, when vitality was most needed, his body completely failed him.
Ying Xi could only gasp for breath as she said, "Give me water—"
The celadon teapot was on the table in the partitioned room.
Xie Qianli immediately stood up, and he staggered a little when he stood up.
He feared that Ying Xi might realize that when he served him, he harbored more than just the loyalty of a subject to his monarch.
He poured the teapot half full, and Xie Qianli handed over the teacup.
Ying Xi took the cup with trembling hands, her fingertips unconsciously touching his.
Xie Qianli felt as if the current had started at his fingertips and spread throughout his entire body.
If Ying Xi had glanced at Xie Qianli out of the corner of her eye when she picked up the porcelain cup, she would have clearly noticed that this man's current stance and gaze held a hidden meaning.
He stood to Ying Xi's right front side, neither too close nor too far, representing protection without making her feel threatened.
Her gaze became very subtle.
Like a large and fierce male beast in nature, it lovingly guards its only mate.
Even after Ying Xi calmed down, Xie Qianli casually took the empty water cup from her and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of your health."
Ying Xi then recovered slightly and said, "I have a matter of state pressing down here, and I want to think about it alone. I still have Prince Yong to deal with. You may go back, Xie Qing."
"yes."
***
After sending Xie Qianli away, Ying Xi felt that her body was about to be exhausted.
All the events happened at once, and if the human body really has a heartstring, that string is on the verge of snapping.
Without any past life experience to refer to, this seems to be a crucial turning point in this life.
His drowsiness prompted Tian Tong to comfort him.
Tian Tong said, "If Your Majesty can't figure it out, Your Majesty should rest early."
"I have to deal with a lot of people."
Ying Xi said, "All the troubles of everyone, all the problems that cannot be handled, and all the decisions that may have a long-term impact on the future, all require my decision."
"If we can do it well, we will all prosper together."
"If you don't do a good job, even if Li Yilong captures Chang'an, you ministers can change your ways and become subjects again. I am the foolish emperor, I am the one who is resented, and I am the one who will be killed in the end."
He couldn't say this to anyone, and he told Sweetie because it only served him.
But Tian Tong was too naive, and said blankly, "I still think that His Majesty needs a confidant who can open his heart to him."
Ying Xi: "No need."
"Here we go again, I don't want to hear it." Tian Tong covered her non-existent ears and muttered, "You only care about the country and its people, you're an emperor who's only focused on his career."
Sweet Tong, this little girl, bears a resemblance to Hua Chao.
Ying Xi said softly, "Whoever I care about, I want to kill."
These words were rambling and beyond what Sweet Tong could comprehend.
Ying Xi shifted her gaze to Prince Yong.
He shared his vision with the system, and Prince Yong was still wearing his undergarments, completely different from Xie Qianli's heroic and aloof demeanor.
He had a straight nose, thin lips, and slightly upturned eyes. When he was lucid, you could see that the whites of his eyes were more prominent than the pupils, and a mocking smile always played at the corners of his mouth. But now, his body lay crookedly on the ground.
When Ying Dang stopped speaking and moving, he was no longer infuriating, his expression was blank, and his hair, still damp, hung loose in clumps.
He shed his domineering air and toned down his dissolute and纨绔 (wan ku, meaning spoiled or dissolute) demeanor, only then revealing some of his true nature.
Ying Xi's gaze involuntarily fell on the hard, cold ground where Ying Dang was lying.
System task: Take care of Prince Yong (0/1)
Task Reward: Limited Love Tarot Reading x1
The task that suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the interface caught Ying Xi's attention. He didn't quite understand the task reward, but he roughly understood the meaning of divination.
The mission provided Yingxi with a reason to act. The reward also motivated her.
Despite feeling tired, Ying Xi got up and slowly squatted down beside Ying Dang.
He was about to reach out and lift Ying Dang up from the ground. Ying Dang was tall and had a hard body. Ying Xi felt as if she was touching a warm stone.
The emperor gritted his teeth and placed one arm on the thin shoulder of the lifeless Ying Dang. At that moment, Ying Dang's robe opened, and the rich fragrance of Yu Lou Chun rouge wafted into his nostrils.
Ying Xi frowned.
Upon closer inspection, Ying Dang's skin was burning hot, and his chest was adorned with several red marks, as crimson as plum blossoms.
He must have been a dissolute man in brothels and had been in contact with many women, which Ying Xi instinctively resisted.
The emperor didn't like being touched. Similarly, if someone had touched too many people, Ying Xi would feel very uncomfortable if they got close to him.
Prince Yong's lifestyle was highly questionable.
He finally managed to drag Ying Dang to the private room to sit on the couch.
Ying Dang was in a coma, but he seemed to be awakened at this moment. In his confused state, his body jolted violently!
Ying Xi trembled: "...Dang'er?"
Ying Dang's right hand was still on Ying Xi's shoulder. His hand, which was hanging down, had his fingers spread out, but he tried to clench them tightly and could not manage to do so.
Ying Xi could tell that he was trying to assume a knife-wielding posture, but failed. He was a little frightened, and his brow was still trembling.
His resentment towards Ying Dang's incompetence ultimately gave way to his responsibility as an elder brother.
Ying Xi let out a long sigh.
He whispered hoarsely in Ying Dang's ear, "The lights are out."
It was a memory etched into his very bones that made him react instinctively, and Ying Dang was startled in his daze.
Then, he obediently released his strength, his tense body slowly relaxed, and his fingers slowly opened.
He mumbled incoherently, "Brother...brother."
A strong soreness welled up in Ying Xi's throat!
The past surged through Ying Xi's mind like a tidal wave, and she almost lost her balance.
It was as if that "brother" instantly pulled him back to the Yongning Prince's Mansion: whether he was studying, resting, admiring flowers and fishing, playing chess with his father, or entertaining guests with his mother, this little tail was always by his side.
Ying Xi, the heir apparent of the Yongning Prince's Mansion, and Ying Dang, the second son of the legitimate wife.
The two brothers were once so close that those who met them couldn't help but doubt whether the palace gossip, royal secrets, sibling rivalry, and struggles for titles in historical records were ever real.
When Ying Dang was a child, he would always hug a pillow and ask Ying Xi to share a room with him.
Despite having his own room, the young master of the royal mansion insisted on sneaking out to share a bed with his brother, even though he was willing to wait for Ying Xi for a long time.
Before he grew taller, Ying Dang was a round little dumpling.
As soon as the two lay down side by side, the little dumpling would whine and tug at Ying Xi's clothes, begging Ying Xi to tell a story, and then press his whole body against Ying Xi's stomach, deliberately making it hard for his brother to breathe...
Ying Xi usually indulged all of their laughter and merriment.
Because the younger brother is young, we should give way to him.
If Ying Dang truly had too much energy, and Ying Xi had to go to school the next day, her brother would gently end the day with a "Lights out!" and then blow out the lamp by the bed.
At that time, no matter how excited Ying Dang was, he would eventually calm down.
A pair of small hands gripped Yingxi's clothes tightly as she fell into a deep sleep, snoring softly.
The lights are off.
This was an unforgettable companionship for Ying Dang.
Ten years later, Ying Dang completely let down his guard again because of these words. He let Ying Xi arrange his heavy body and placed him on the couch, but he lay a little to the side. Ying Xi tried to lift his long legs.
System Task: Take care of Prince Yong (1/1)
Task Reward: Limited Love Tarot Reading x1 (Already Issued)
Ying Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
Sitting on the couch, Ying Dang turned over, lying on his side with his palms flailing aimlessly, but he couldn't grasp anything. His clothes became increasingly disheveled, revealing more and more of the rouge stains all over his body. Ying Xi shook her head at the sight.
Even if Ying Dang is shameless...
As his elder brother, Ying Xi had to do his part to save face. He couldn't very well let the guards and eunuchs who were carrying Ying Dang out later see every inch of his dignified prince's skin.
With a cold expression, Ying Xi first covered Ying Dang's chest.
His pale fingertips had just touched the edge of Ying Dang's undergarment, and his cool palm brushed against Ying Dang's waist, causing Ying Dang's muscles to tense up instantly.
Ying Xi's brow twitched!
Ying Dang opened his eyes like a leopard and nimbly grabbed the hand on his waist.
Ying Xi struggled with all her might in his calloused palm!
But under the shackles of martial arts practitioners, resistance was futile. Ying Xi's five fingers were forcibly pried open by Prince Yong, a tingling sensation running through her knuckles, and then she was forced to clasp hands with Ying Dang, their fingertips interlocked.
Using his extensive experience in matters of love and romance accumulated since arriving in Chang'an, Prince Yong quickly took control of Ying Xi and switched positions with her.
The front of Prince Yong's robe, which he had just covered, was now completely open.
Ying Xi lay on her back, and after a dizzying spin, she was enveloped in a thick shadow.
Before him stood the tall Ying Dang, his vision taking in the silhouette of the other's body.
Prince Yong's body was burning hot, exerting a real intimidating effect on Ying Xi. It not only completely offended the emperor's majesty but also his dignity as an elder brother, causing Ying Xi to cough violently from his lungs.
"you--"
"Cough, cough cough cough, cough..."
When the emperor coughed, his body trembled and his cheeks turned red.
That subtle tremor made Ying Dang press Ying Xi's hand down even harder, and his low, breathy laughter filled the entire compartment.
Driven by madness and delusion, all the love and hate of the past are now being unleashed in Ying Dang.
He wanted Ying Xi.
Prince Yong lowered his head and pressed down on Ying Xi, giving her a fierce kiss!
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